Quotes - Harvey Milk - On Love
“Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call. Go after
her because that’s what you should do if you love someone, don’t wait
for them to give you a sign because it might never come. Don’t let
people happen to you, don’t let me happen to you, or her, she’s not a
fucking television show or tornado. There are people I might have loved
had they gotten on the airplane or run down the street after me or
called me up drunk at four in the morning because they need to tell me
right now and because they cannot regret this and I always thought I’d
be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give
enough of a fuck to do it back or to act like idiots or be entirely
vulnerable and honest and making someone fall in love with you is easy
and flying 3000 miles on four days notice because you can’t just sit
there and do nothing and breathe into telephones is not everyone’s idea
of love but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do.
Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways because that is
beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone is, that
is raw and that is unguarded, and that is all that is worth anything,
really.”
- Harvey Milk
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Life - Sonder
Life - Sonder
"sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk."
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"sonder
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk."
#TheDictionaryofObscureSorrows
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